Joseph Tanner

Rookie - 118 Points (29/01/1982 / United Kingdom)

Joseph Tanner Poems

1. Day Of Rest 12/30/2005
2. Heart Of Gold 12/30/2005
3. Restless Mind. 12/30/2005
4. Drink 12/30/2005
5. Spare Any Change? 1/8/2006
6. Christmas Love! 1/8/2006
7. Love Hurts 1/8/2006
8. Memories 3/1/2006
9. Love 3/1/2006
10. London Bombed 3/27/2006
11. Gay Life 3/27/2006
12. A Lonely Place 4/13/2006
13. Sweep 5/22/2005
14. Forgotten Words 5/24/2005
15. Understanding 2/21/2005
16. Wake Up 1/28/2005
17. Closed Doors 2/10/2005
18. Wall 2/18/2005
19. Victim 2/18/2005
20. Shattered Glass 1/19/2005
21. Young Adults 1/19/2005
22. Hells Bells 1/27/2005
23. Doors Opening 2/5/2005
24. Angels Night 2/11/2005
25. First Time 11/26/2005
26. Peter Pan 11/21/2005
27. Not The Same 11/21/2005
28. Not Your Way 11/21/2005
29. Looking At Boys 4/26/2006
30. Homophobia From The Inside. 5/15/2006
31. Till Death Do Us Apart 5/18/2006
32. Beauty Queen. 5/21/2006
33. H.I.V 5/21/2006
34. Love Is Only A Word 5/25/2006
35. If I Didn’t 5/25/2006
36. Today Is Now Tomorrow Is Another Day 5/27/2006
37. Smile 5/27/2006
38. The Barstard I Am 5/27/2006
39. Who Am I? 9/13/2006
40. Domestic Fear 9/13/2006

Comments about Joseph Tanner

  • Lare Austin (1/28/2005 7:28:00 PM)

    Hi Joe...I just read your poem, 'Wake Up'...very powerful...very good. Super.

    Lare Austin

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Best Poem of Joseph Tanner

Innocence

Innocence is pictured differently through many eyes,
Blinded by the sheer beauty of it.
Picture perfect Mona Lisa,
Hard to believe in such innocence.
Innocence can be found in a virgin,
Until the devil cracks his whip with lust and dirty pleasure,
That will be flushed away.
Can innocence be found in me?
After all the crimes I’ve committed?
Fallen for my guilty pleasure,
I’ve lies that I’m going to take to the grave.
I have racial views that I’m not proud of.
Innocence that is taken by sexuality,
My love for men cast a shadow over me by many ...

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Mirror

Looking into the mirror,
I’ve become so vain,
I like what’s looking back at me.
I take time on my appearance,
I care for what I look like.
I remember a time,
I’d hide from the mirror,
Scared to see that thing looking back at me.
I’d hide behind the camera,

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